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Saturday, September 06, 2008 - 12:16 PM

what will you guys think and say if i don't you go?
it's obviously right...
being....
petty
selfish
bla bla bla bla...
should put myself in his shoe,
all kinds of discriminations.

no one will know the worries in me,
no one will know how afraid i am,
no one will know the insecurities i am feeling,
it is just simply because you guys are not me.
boy, please don't let the history repeats.
i am feeling really depressed, without you knowing.

this entire week, it seriously left me with confession and clarifications
where silences were more than enough being you.
what does it mean?
i am still thinking through.

how the hell we have wind up like this?
nothing's wrong
maybe someday, somehow,
i let it be all right.
and for now, just leave me alone,
just for tonight.

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